It was still the same grove just now, and the veterinarians and a few of them followed, and I took the prisoner of war with two gunshot wounds still under the tree, and slashed at the trunk with a wave of my hand, the blade was less than a centimeter above his head, and the splashed bark fell on his hair, which made him grin and tremble violently.

"Tell me where Cabal is, and you won't have to suffer." I leaned close to his face and whispered, perhaps because my anger was so loud that my voice became hoarse.

"I ...... I do not know! He hesitated, but didn't say anything.

"Grass!" In a fit of rage, I pulled out my thorn and stabbed it into the back of his hand, nailing his right hand deep into the ground, because the force was so great that the blade of the knife nearly forty centimeters was all pierced into the ground, leaving only the handle stuck in the back of the hand.

"Ah......" The guy raised his head and screamed, the cold sweat on his forehead suddenly oozed out, I didn't have the patience to torture him like I did just now, this guy's psychological defense line was close to collapse, and he didn't need such cruel means.

"Say it, you will be free, otherwise I will cut off the flesh on your body piece by piece, my knife skills are very powerful, I guarantee that you will not die!" I slowly twisted the handle of my knife and said viciously.

"Don't, don't." The sudden sharp pain completely destroyed his heart, and once he showed weakness, it meant that he had given up resistance and struggle.

"I really read it right, you are a wise man, say it, say it and everything will be fine, I think Allah assures." With a heart-rending scream, I suddenly pulled out the military thorn, but the wound left by the military spur was difficult to heal, and his hand was useless.

"If I do, you have to promise to let me go, you can't kill me!" The guy's first reaction was to tell us about the conditions, but it doesn't matter, I can agree to any conditions at this time.

"No problem, I swear to God, only if you say it, you will definitely leave alive." I sneered to myself.

"No, I don't believe you, I want your captain to agree." He thought he was smart, but he was delirious, and the captain was no different from me.

"Okay, I promise to let you go, let's go!" Just then the captain came over.

He glanced at the captain, hesitated, swallowed, and was silent for a few seconds: "Kabal, right in Afghanistan!" ”

"You still need to say it, I'll ask you for the exact location!" I grabbed him by the collar, feeling like my patience was running out of steam.

"It's in the Amai market in the south of Kandahar, where he's been living for a month." The guy said something we couldn't have dreamed of.

"Brother, you're not kidding, Kabal lives in Kandahar, which is the headquarters of the Northern Alliance." The wolf crouched down and asked suspiciously.

"You can't be wrong, my comrade-in-arms ......!" Speaking of this, he paused and continued: "My comrades-in-arms are also by his side. ”

"Comrade-in-arms? Who the hell are you? I rolled up his sleeve as I spoke, and as expected, there was no X-shaped tattoo on his wrist, these people were not Terrorists of X Organization.

The guy didn't speak, he took a soldier card from his neck with the hand that could still move, put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it, then threw it to me with a bitter face, and said gloomily: "I don't deserve this brand anymore." ”

I took it and saw that the sign was carved with a lone wolf looking up to the sky and howling, but other than that, there was only one number, and nothing else.

The veterinarian on the side took the sign and glanced at it, his face changed slightly, and he said in surprise: "Wolf cavalry? After saying that, he looked up at the captain, and then threw the sign over.

"Sure enough, it's them!" The captain glanced at it and said lightly.

The wolf cavalry I have heard of is a mercenary active in the Middle East, initially formed by eight retired Israeli special forces soldiers, most of its members are retired Israeli soldiers, and have also secretly recruited recruits through mercenary companies in Iran, Pakistan and other countries, participated in two Gulf Wars, Syrian civil wars, and outstanding achievements, at that time they definitely had the strength to fight with Caesar, and they are also a world-famous mercenary group.

The captain met with them during the first Gulf War, but after the Iraq War, the wolf cavalry has not moved, thinking that they were disbanded or wiped out in the Iraqi battlefield, but he did not expect to come to Afghanistan and get involved with Kabal.

Before, I also guessed that it might be Cabal who contacted the defenders to deal with us, but now it seems that the captain is right, the defenders are not Cabal's bodyguards, and it is the wolf cavalry who really want to deal with us.

"How many of you are with Cabal?" I asked, looking down.

"The most elite troops of the wolf cavalry are all there, probably more than a hundred people!" The guy shrugged his head like a walking corpse, and his face was full of lovelessness.

I turned my head to look at the star, and she nodded at me, judging from her professional point of view, the guy was telling the truth, not lying, in fact, at this point, he didn't need to lie.

"You were the ones who attacked the U.S. convoy in Afghanistan before?" The captain suddenly asked.

"Yes, it was our captain who led people to do it!"

"So, you're the same mysterious force that has been chasing us in the mountains?" The captain asked again.

"Yes, that is the most elite unit of the wolf cavalry, but unfortunately, I still couldn't kill you, otherwise there would be no today." The guy sighed.

"Hehe, kill us? I don't know who would have the courage to say such a thing to you! The wolf sneered and got up and stepped aside.

"It's not that enemies don't get together, I saw that their captain was unpleasant during the last Gulf War, and if it wasn't for the striker to stop him, I would have slaughtered him at that time." As a veteran of Caesar, the devil also participated in the first Gulf War, and there are only a few comrades left at that time.

"I won't stop you this time!" The striker leaned against the trunk of the tree and said lightly.

"Can I go?" The prisoner of war sitting on the ground asked disheartenedly.

"Of course, I don't have anything more to ask." The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, and I said with a blank expression.

He got up from the ground, seemed to have exhausted all his strength, stood up tremblingly, looked depressed, and slowly moved his steps forward.

We watched him walk out of the woods little by little, and no one said a word, until his back was about to disappear from sight, and I slowly raised the sniper rifle in my hand.

But at this moment, the goddess suddenly reached out and grabbed the barrel of the gun, just looked at me but didn't say a word, not only me, everyone looked at her in wonder, we can't let an enemy leave, this was doomed from the beginning, I don't know what happened to her, she herself seems to know that she shouldn't stop it, and she held back a sentence for a long time, "You swore to Allah that you would not kill him." ”

"I'm sorry, that's not my faith!" With that, I shook off her hand, locked onto the back of the guy's head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

(End of chapter)